Monday, 22 June 2009

A capital letter

A weekend in London, and now we're back fully refreshed and ready to face the strains of work.

Actually, if the truth be known, we're well and truly knackered. Someone really needs to do something about the number of steps in our capital city. Can't everything be on one level? I realise this might make the Underground a bit of a challenge, but from the nation that gave the world Brunel, Whittle and Stevenson, surely that's not a complete impossibility?

Oh, you want pictures? Well, you must realise that tourist photos belong to one of a number of categories:

OK, this is a little touristy:

This is perhaps slightly more touristy:



And this, quite frankly, is beyond help:



You know, hardly a day goes by without someone asking me if this blog is going to include a little more portcullis action. The time is now. Ask and you shall receive, folks:



I know. I'm just a giver.

Having had our fill of ancient buildings identified with strange and arcane practices, we made our way to the Houses of Parliament. Please enter your own punchline here. Anyway, being a big fan of the sauce I was keen to see what all fuss was about.

Viewed from the London Eye, you can see how clearly the House's designers had been so deeply influenced by the Pointy School of Architecture:



It brought out deep patriotic feelings in me, which didn't subside until later that same day when I got to drink German beer in an oddly-shaped glass:


Brings a tear to the eye, doesn't it?

1 comment:

City Girl said...

As Hub is deathly AFRAID of ketchup, we're big fans of The Sauce as well.

You went to the top of The Eye?!? Are you MAD? Gah. Makes me woozy just thinking about it.

Lovely aerial photo, though. Nicely done.

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